Author's note: A reboot of an old story.


The Central African nation of Wakanda was a country where tradition and technology merged into one. Despite the fact that several parts of Wakanda were covered with virgin jungles, vast grassy savannahs and mountainous regions, cities and towns to rival those of many First World nations rose up in several places.

However none was as glorious or expansive as the capital of Wakanda City. Nestled on a hill overlooking the sprawling African metropolis, stood the elaborate palace of the nation's royal family headed by the benevolent and wise King T'Chaka. Under his rule, Wakanda had grown to surpass many of its neighbours as a regional powerhouse but never seeked to use its might for domination. Under T'Chaka, Wakanda was a vibrant and thriving democracy unlike several of its neighbours.


The windows were open in a penthouse suite atop the Wakanda Hilton to ease the humidity of the traditional African summer nights as a shadowy meeting got underway. Chairing the meeting was an blonde-haired Englishman named Ulysses Bloodstone. A former British SAS officer, Bloodstone had become a renowned businessman whose acumen was respected and feared throughout the world. However, unknown to most, he never "retired" from his former line of work and was in fact still quite active.


"Are you certain things have been put in place?" Bloodstone asked as he poured himself a glass of brandy."My men stand ready to act on your command.." General M'Baku replied as he pulled on his cigar. The Englishman turned to the former Wakandan dicator who had been sent into exile by King T'Chaka 30 years ago. M'Baku had tried several times to overthrow T'Chaka but none of his efforts had ever succeeded.


"Things will be different this time General..You failed because you attacked your enemy head on..No..You must strike at his weakest spot.." Bloodstone advised as he handed the burly Wakandan a glass of brandy. "Yes..There is only one thing which T'Chaka values above his own life and the people of Wakanda.." M'Baku agreed. "Indeed..Once we achieve our mission..We shall both profit immensely!" Bloodstone declared as their glasses clinked together.


Flanked by his security chief Colonel T'Gomo and his royal bodyguards, King T'Chaka headed towards the palace courtyard where a martial arts exercise was underway. The Wakandan monarch seated himself upon his throne and took in the contest with keen interest.


In the centre of the ring, a young woman, clad only in a white loin-cloth, with smooth ebony skin and short crop of black hair squared off against four men armed with staffs. Sweat glistened off her skin and her curvaceous and athletic physique was highlighted as she tensed for action. King T'Chaka watched as one after the other, the men sought to subdue the young woman.


With uncanny agility and speed, she evaded their attacks and counterattacked. Lightning fast and well-placed kicks and punches soon disabled the men and within minutes all were sprawled out on the ground, dazed and disoriented. "Well done my daughter!..Well done!" the king declared as he stood up and applauded the young woman.


"Thank you father" Crown Princess T'Challa replied with a smile as she accepted a robe from a servant and sat next to the king as breakfast was served. "I must advise against your visit to the Vibranium mines in the Wakka Mountains your majesty..We have unconfirmed reports of renewed rebel activity.." Colonel T'Gomo stated. "We cannot be deterred by rumors Colonel T'Gomo..The workers need to be assured they have the support of the throne..but the negotiations with Bloodstone International" King T'Chaka stated.


"Father, let me be your emissary.. That should ease Colonel T'Gomo's mind" Princess T'Challa offered. The king looked approvingly into the eyes of his 21-year-old daughter. "An excellent idea..The Princess has proven herself an excellent negotiatior on our people's behalf..Colonel T'Gomo..You will remain here to assist her.." he said.


"But father..I'm more than capable of doing this on my own.." T'Challa argued. "I know that my dear..but just humor an old man.." the king replied as he took her hands in his own. "All right..but you're hardly old" the Princess replied with a smile and King T'Chaka laughed in response. None of them noticed one of the servants slip out of the courtyard and into the palace. Locating a free phone in one of the offices on the lower floor, he made a call.


"Execellent..You know what do then don't you..Good" Ulysses Bloodstone stated and put down the phone. The Englishman strolled over to the bar with an evil grin over on his face and meticulously poured himself a drink. Everything was coming together and soon he'd have all that he wanted. Bloodstone slowly sipped his drink as he watched descend over the skyline of Wakanda City.


The night was a balmy one which was typical of African summer. In her posh quarters, Princess T'Challa of Wakanda slept peacefully in her bed. T'Challa was clad in nothing tight black lace underwear as she rolled on to her back and stretched out atop the bed."Nnnhhh..So hot...Nhhhh...So tired..." she sighed as her head rolled slightly to the left on her pillow. Her ample breasts rose prominently like the fabled Mount Kilimanjaro and her left hand gently traversed the smooth, flat valley of her abdomen.


As the African princess slept peacefully, a pair of sinister silhouettes silently climbed on to her open balcony. They crept silently across the floor towards their intended victim. Four pairs of eyes stared lustfully at her curvaceous,virtually naked,body. They were within inches when their target sprang to life. "None may enter the chamber of T'Challa..Princess of Wakanda!!" she declared and leapt towards them.


The balls of her bare feet were driven hard into the chest of one figure and he slammed into his cohort as he fell backwards. Landing on the balls of her feet, Princess T'Challa discerned in the darkness of her bedroom that her opponents seemed to be clad in gorilla-skins. One pulled a long,wicked knife which gleamed in the darkness. He made several swipes at the Wakandan Princess who skillfully dodged his attacks. She countered with a right chop to his throat which sent him staggering backwards.


"Who are you?!..Why are you here?!" T'Challa demanded. The second attacker stood mesmerised by the African beauty's ample ebony breasts and did not reply. She drove the ball of her right foot solidly into his face and he crashed into some nearby furniture. Before Princess T'Challa could continue her offensive, the sounds of heavy footfalls outside her bedroom doors sent her would-be attackers scrambling towards the balcony.


"Stop!!" she cried and ran after them. T'Challa gasped as the two ape-men leapt off the balcony. As she reached the edge of the balcony, the Wakandan Princess watched in amazement as glider chutes attached to each of their backs opened and they glided towards the city. "Princess!..Princess T'Challa!!" Colonel T'Gomo yelled as he burst into the chamber with a pistol in his right hand and four palace guards behind him.


"I am here Colonel..I am fine.." T'Challa stated as she donned a robe and switched on the lights. "Two of the guards were found unconscious..I was concerned for your safety..What happened?" T'Gomo said as he holstered his gun. "I am not sure..but I intend to find out.." she replied and stared back towards the balcony.


The next three days saw tense negotiations between the Wakandan Government and Bloodstone International over the latter's bid for controlling interests in the African nation's vibranium industry in the conference room of the Wakanda Hilton. As he packed up his documents after another day of frustrating negotiations, Bloodstone glanced across at his adversary.


"So it would appear that I have underestimated the Wakandan Princess..I shall not make such a mistake again.." he thought as he headed towards the elevators, flanked by his bodyguards. Princess T'Challa glanced briefly at the Englishman's retreating form as she headed towards the lobby and the limousine which awaited her outside. "Bloodstone is hiding something..I can sense it..I shall have to probe that matter further tonight.." she thought as she climbed into the rear of the limousine.


That night at the royal palace, security was tightened as Colonel T'Gomo sought to ensure Princess T'Challa's safety. No one would be able to enter or leave the palace undetected. However the Wakandan Princess sought to change that notion as she got undressed in the privacy of her quarters. She stared briefly at her shapely,naked,ebony-skinned body in her mirror.


"Colonel T'Gomo would have a fit if he knew about this.." the Princess thought as she strolled across to her wardrobe and reached into a hidden compartment to extract a black bodysuit. T'Challa eased her slender, muscled legs into the suit which gradually clung to her skin like a second skin. The suit highlighted every part of her athletic body, especially her ample chest and toned abdomen. The Princess slipped the hood over her head, a pair of cat's ears pricked up on top of the hood. Her dark brown eyes blazed through a pair of narrow slits.


She stepped back in front of the mirror and examined herself. "Beware evildoers..for tonight.. the Black Panther hunts!" T'Challa declared...flexing her muscles...the black bodysuit hugging her every curve...and ran towards the balcony. Her every muscle accentuated as the Black Panther leapt from the balcony and landed nimbly atop a nearby wall. Squatting on her powerful haunches...her ample breasts highlighted against her thin tight black suit...she scanned her surroundings and spotted her quarry. An elderly male servant who was exiting the palace on a scooter.


"Sayed Hamid..My inquiries indicate that he's been acting a bit suspiciously after those men tried to attack me..I must find out why.."Black Panther resolved as she alighted nimbly to another wall and descended to the ground. She made long strides as she pursued her quarry but took care not to get spotted. Hamid's journey carried him through the backstreets of the shanty towns on the southern side of Wakanda City. However, he never spotted the shapely silhouette which pursued him via the rooftops.


The Black Panther landed on the balls of her feet and crept stealthily along the roof of an old brick house across from another which Hamid parked in front of. The heroine observed the elderly palace servant as he nervously opened the front door and entered. Her keen sense of hearing allowed her to listen in on the conversation within.


"I have done what you asked..I demand my reward.." she heard the old man plead. "That was not in our agreement old man!..The Princess still lives..Therefore you must die!!" another voice snarled. The threat was followed by the distinctive clicking of a gun. Deciding that she had heard enough, the Black Panther sprang into action. "What?!" a man clad in white gorilla skins yelled as a distinctively female form clad in black came crashing through the window.


"Release them at once!!" the Black Panther declared as she stood up and faced her opponent who had his gun aimed at Hamid and his wife. "Think again female!!" the thug snarled and several gunbolts clicked. The heroine whirled round to see four other thugs dressed in the skins of Wakanda's endangered white gorilla, pointing Uzis at her. "There is no escape for you now!" the head thug sneered.


"Wrong!" Black Panther cried as she whirled round and dealt a vicious right chop to his nose. As he fell gasping for breath, the African Avengeress drove her left foot solidly into the gut of another thug and he went crashing through the window. "The hunter has become the hunted!!" the Panther declared as she leapt towards another thug. Her right foot connected solidly with his jaw and he fell to the floor.


The Black Panther lunged at the last two thugs and sent them crashing against a wall with a roundhouse left kick. Their senseless bodies slumped to the ground. The heroine whirled around to face a flabbergasted Sayed Hamid. "Who hired you to attack Princess T'Challa of Wakanda?!" she demanded and approached Hamid menacingly.


Before the old man could reply, his body shuddered violently as three shots rang out and a nearby window shattered. "What...?!" the African Avengeress gasped as Hamid fell dead at her feet. "You should watch your back Black Panther!" a male voice growled. Before the Wakandan Princess could react, a pair of huge hands clamped down firmly on her ample breasts and she felt herself being lifted off the floor.


"UUNHHHHHHHH!!!!!" T'Challa cried as pressure was applied mercilessly to the pride of her womanhood. Her shapely body thrashed about vigorously as she tried to free herself. The heroine's fingers tried to prise the fingers of her attacker off of her breasts but his grip was stronger than steel. "Aaahh!!..My breasts..being crushed...Pain..So much pain..Must break free..but grip so strong.." Black Panther groaned as she writhed furiously....her long muscular legs kicking wildly in the air...her hands trying to prise the large hands off her ample bust.


"Struggle all you want female..There is no escape!!" the voice gloated. "That voice..M'Baku!!..You traitor!!.." Black Panther cried as she continued to struggle. "So your employer King T'Chaka has spoke of me..Now you shall be the first to feel the power of he who is called the Man-Ape!!" the former general snarled as he tightened his hold on the Panther's chest. "AANNHHHHH!!!!" Black Panther roared in agony as the Man-Ape's fingers dug deep into her ample breasts.


Princess T'Challa continued to struggle within the grips of her father's mortal enemy but it was not long before she realised that her efforts were in vain. "Uhhh..What is happening..I..I am becoming so tired...Do not understand..My breasts..They feel strange..dizzy.. tired....The way you touch me...No man has ever made my nipples harden..." groaned Black Panther as her muscular arms and legs fell slack at her sides and her head drooped between her beauteous breasts. Her brown eyes rolled and her eyelids became heavy within the slits of her hood.


"That foolish female, is the power of the white gorilla..A special chemical secreted through the palms of the male..Capable of subduing its prey...." M'Baku explained as he continued his merciless manipulation of the Wakandan heroine's breasts. T'Challa fought desperately to keep her sleepy eyes open as she felt a cool liquid penetrate her costume and cause her nipples to harden.


"Surrender Black Panther..For all your skills as a warrior..You are still a woman..and no woman can resist the power of the Man-Ape!!" M'Baku gloated. "Uuuuuuuh..Your logic is unquestionable..Man-Ape..My breasts..been drugged..So..tired..so very tired...The Black Panther is tamed...I..I cannot..stay.. con..sci...ousssssss..." the Black Panther groaned as her head dropped for a final time.


The Man-Ape released his hold on the Panther's chest, allowing the heroine's limp body to fall to the floor. "Remove the old man's body..Ensure there is no trace of it..We shall take the woman with us.." M'Baku sneered as he stared at the defeated and unconscious Black Panther. Her eyes closed within the slits of her hood while her ample breasts rose and fell slowly within the confines of her bodysuit.


"Uuhh..Uuhhh.." Black Panther groaned as a vial of ammonia was waved underneath her nostrils to revive her. Her brown eyes fluttered open and as her vision cleared, she became aware that she was lying atop a bed and a blonde-haired white man was standing over her. Beside him stood the infamous General M'Baku clad in the skin of a white gorilla


"So good of you to rejoin us Black Panther..I am Ulysses Bloodstone.." the white man sneered, stroking the African Avengeress' ample breasts with impunity. "None..None may touch the breasts of the Black Panther...and live.." Princess T'Challa sighed. Though she wasn't bound, the Panther could not move.


The drug which the Man-Ape administered to her chest had paralytic qualities. She realised that she would have to play for time. "Why?..Why are you after Princess T'Challa?" Black Panther groaned. "It is really quite simple my dear..Wakanda is blessed with all the vibranium I could ever need..but that stuffed shirt King T'Chaka has refused to deliver it to me the way I want it.." he continued.


"So..You joined forces with M'Baku..caused a disturbance to distract the king..while you try to outmanuever the Princess in your negotiations.." T'Challa deduced. "Your perception is correct..but the Princess proved to be more formidable than I hought..However with the capture of the Wakandan Royal Family's protector..I am certain..the king will see the light.." Bloodstone gloated.


"Not while the Black Panther lives!!" the heroine declared and dealt a right jab to Bloodstone's face, sending him sprawling along the floor. "Stop her you fools!!" the Man Ape snarled as the Black Panther, her strength renewed, sprang to her feet. A roundhouse left kick sent two thugs sprawling and the Panther felled another with a right uppercut to the jaw.


The Man-Ape himself lunged forward but Black Panther skillfully leapt over him and he slammed into a wall. With a deep-throated snarl, M'Baku spun around with a grenade in his right hand. "Now you die!!" he roared and pulled the pin as he charged towards her. "Think again M'Baku!!" Black Panther quipped as she sent him staggering with a left sweep kick.


"No!!!" Bloodstone yelled as the grenade fell at his feet. The Panther flattened herself on the floor as the resulting explosion destroyed the hotel suite. As she got up, all she could see was smoke, fire and three bodies. Black Panther dashed into the smoke-filled corridor and entered a stairwell as firefighters rushed to the scene.


Two days later, King T'Chaka read the news that Bloodstone International no longer had an interest in his country's vibranium mines. "Strange how things turn out that way..The papers say that the mysterious Black Panther was involved in these recent events" the Wakandan monarch stated. "She was..That sounds interesting.." Princess T'Challa observed with a twinkle in her eyes.


End.